If anyone's depressed for any reason, whether a relationship has fallen apart or they're having money problems, wearing feathered wings and a tutu takes you into a whole other world. A whole new woooooorld, a world of bright and shining stars!

I'm a very insecure and emotional person still looking to be loved by everyone else.

No tricks, gimmicks, special pills, special potions, special equipment. All it takes is desire and will.

We're all in trouble, and we all need to sort of pick up the pieces and start to exercise more and really be careful with the food.

People need the court jester, so I keep that smile on and keep going out there to do what I do.

I'm 64, but I act like I'm still 12. I go to schools. At colleges, they come out in droves, they almost scare me. I think it's just to see if I'm still alive. After I work them out - and it's not easy - I sit them down and we have a serious talk. Are they eating? Working on their body? I can say things parents won't say. No matter where I go, I talk to each one individually after I teach. They tell me things like, 'I'm starving, guys like girls thinner.' I give them concrete advice about self-image and self-worth.

I was born with a crippled leg. I wore a corrective shoes since I was three years old and I still wear them.